Tuck - Tricia Lott Williford

We Are Trying to Be Civilized.

by Tricia Lott Williford | Jun 24, 2020 | All Boy, Broken Foot Summer, For Real?, My Family, Tuck, Tyler

Maybe you’ve seen this story that’s circulating on social media: “Years ago, anthropologist Margaret Mead was asked by a student what she considered to be the first sign of civilization in a culture. The student expected Mead to talk about fishhooks...

Ranch Dressing and Orgasms

by Tricia Lott Williford | Apr 23, 2020 | All Boy, For Real?, Parenting, Peter, Tuck, Tyler

“Mom, did you know they make ranch dressing seasoning?” one son says. “I feel like she bought that already,” says the other son. “No, not the dressing mix. It’s in a shaker. Like parmesan cheese,” says one son. “I had a...

The Very Definition

by Tricia Lott Williford | Mar 30, 2020 | All Boy, For Real?, Let's Pretend We're Normal, Life As A Mom, Tuck

Looking through some old journals tonight, I found this dialogue from four-year-old Tucker: “Mommy, let’s make a train. Tyler will be the engine and I’ll be the caboose. You be the track.” I wrote: That feels like the very definition of...

Sparkly, Shiny Promises

by Tricia Lott Williford | Mar 24, 2020 | All Boy, Life As A Mom, My Family, On My Mind, Parenting, Remembering, Tuck, Tyler

A few years ago, I kept things lively with a special treat for the boys each day of spring break. One day, we visited the arcade with a handful of quarters for their glorious spending pleasure. Tuck spent his coins on experiences: virtual motorcycle rides and shooting...

“Don’t Use Her Name.”

by Tricia Lott Williford | Feb 20, 2020 | All Boy, Life As A Mom, On My Mind, Tuck, Tyler

My son witnessed an assault against a young woman in his P.E. Class. A situation of a young man wielding a hockey stick where it should never, ever go. The school administration handled it well, which is why I feel okay writing about it here. It doesn’t need to...

Balls, Strikes, and Courage

by Tricia Lott Williford | Sep 19, 2019 | All Boy, Courage, My Family, Parenting, Peter, Tuck, Tyler

Just when I thought I knew my role as Baseball Mom, my boys changed their position on the field. They’re umpires now. Baseball officials.They make the calls for Little League Games – the littlest of the leagues. Little tiny doll-size players who are eye...